-- Log of an Unknown Sith --
"For years our Emperor has sat back and grown fat off of the riches that come form ruling the Galaxy. Whilst the Jedi storm through the Outer-Rim he sits complacently on his throne, uncaring of this deadly threat.
He may be powerful, but he is an old fool. It is time the Sith were given a stronger leader.
I am that leader.
And tonight I will take my rightful place as Sith Emperor!"
-- End Log --
On Alzoc 3, a few weeks after the amazing Jedi victory Emperor Vastine is surveying the ruins of a wrecked landing field...

About this creation

...When a sleek starship appears as if out of nowhere, pierces through the clouds and comes to rest near where the Emperor is standing.
A second or two later, Darth Zantos steps out of the ship. "What are you here for?" asks Vastine in his quiet, creepy voice that seemed to carry for miles and echo across the empty, wintery plains,"Maybe to talk about the surprising failure of our forces to defend this planet from the Jedi?"

"A failure you caused, 'Emperor'," Zantos answered. Before letting the Emperor answer, Zantos ignited his three lightsaber blades. "Your time is over, Vastine. You underestimate the Jedi and that is your downfall. The Sith are in need of good, strong leadership, namely: me. Prepare to die!"
"Buahahaha! You fool, a lowly acolyte trying to threaten the Sith Emperor!" With that, Vastine ignited his own backhanded, curved-hilt saber.
Yelling an ancient Massassi battle cry, the emperor launched himself into a powerful leap, straight at Zantos.
Amazingly, the acolyte was able to block the fearsome attack, knocking Vastine back a few inches...
...But still the Emperor, the superior warrior, recovered quickly and slashed upward, directly at Zantos's double-bladed lightsaber.
The blow hit its intended target, and Vastine's crimson blade cut cleanly through the saber that had once been his master, Darth Coranos's, before he died.
With only one blade where he once held three, Zantos seemed at a serious disadvantage, but with ferocity, he managed to beat Vastine back across the landing strip.
Vastine, though, with his several hundred years more experience than Zantos, regained the upper hand again and the battle soon found itself back near where it started.
Zantos, realizing that he could not beat the Emperor in a clash of lightsabers, deactivated his blade, dodged a strike by Vastine, and...
...used the Force to lift up pieces of his broken lightsaber hilt
The floating piece of metal flying toward his head momentarily distracted Vastine, aand Zantos took that opportunity to run for his ship.
Within moments, Emperor Vastine found himself facing a well-armed starfighter/bomber with only the Force and a lightsaber.

Immediately, without even a nanosecond of hesitation, Zantos pulled the trigger, sending a duo of incendiary missles and a laser blast screaming towards the Emperor at point-blank range.

Boom! With a flash as bright as the sun, Vastine was haloed in white light as the missiles detonated.
When the smoke finally cleared, the starship had left, and all that remained of the former Emperor was a small pile of ashes and a small fire.
The vig without the figs.
My Emperor Vastine fig.